To die of secret love
I love you; do you approve of it?
I have no guts to reveal it.
Better to die of secret love
And waste inwardly, instead of
Dying of scorn and burn from you
As the result of revelation.
18.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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